VIEW FROM THE CORNER OF A ROOM:
The skinny boy works 11-3, has an app that calculates everything.
Looks tired, just woke up, makes the girls laugh, hood up in the
sun. As a sighing woman walks away he turns around, watches her
leave. She’s on early, he’s on late, came without taking a shower,
transmitting messages of love. The pollen count’s up. Diamond-backed
woman, Chinese whispers circle, impatient for change. The future
rolls on ahead, dangling a carrot on a stick. There’s a seat free
at the table for impatience & the cost of love.